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“When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovelier things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies. When music sounds, out of the water rise Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes, Rapt in strange dream burns each enchanted face, With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place. When music sounds, all that I was I am Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came; And from Time's woods break into distant song The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.”

Quote by Walter de La Mare

Work

Down-adown-derry: A Book of Fairy Poems

This book is a compilation of fairy-inspired poetry, offering readers a selection of verses that explore the enchanting and whimsical aspects of fairy tales. more

Author

Walter de La Mare
Walter de La Mare

Walter de La Mare was a British poet celebrated for his works of fantasy and supernatural fiction. Born on April 25, 1873, he is renowned for his evocative poetry and his contributions to the genre of ghost stories. De La Mare's writing frequently delves into themes of the subconscious and the supernatural, solidifying his status as one of the most significant poets of the early 20th century. more

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